Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

Dong Wenjue sighed and rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

"Would I lie to my only daughter? I really want to shut down those businesses, but now is not the time."

Maki Higashiwa frowned, raising her voice slightly in confusion.

“Father, things are not like they were twenty years ago. Gangs won’t go far!”

"We need change. Times are changing, and if we don't change, we will eventually be swallowed up by the tide of the times. There are countless examples of this in history books!"

The girl's voice was clear and melodious, carrying a sense of pride.

Dong Wenjue sighed again. He had dominated Tokyo for so many years, how could he be less insightful than his daughter?

"Maki, I know you hate those businesses. You think those transactions are dirty, that the money earned smells of blood, and that you don't feel comfortable using it!"

"But nothing can be accomplished overnight!"

"What made our Dongwen Society rich? It's those businesses you look down on!"

"Yes, our core business now is smuggling and international trade, and we no longer rely on those dirty jobs, but the people below don't think that way!"

"Profits should be shared, not monopolized. Maki, now that I'm giving the order to stop those dirty jobs, what do you think the people below will think?"

"They'll think, 'Is Dongwen going to hog all the cake? Are they going to leave us no share? Are they trying to kill us?'"

"You can't reason with them about righteousness, change, or the trends of the times; they only care about their own interests."

"Only shared interests can unite people with different stances into an unbreakable collective, enabling them to develop and prosper together—that's what I did for the past twenty years, and you've seen the results."

“Maki, don’t rush. You’re still young. You have another twenty years. Once you inherit my position, you’ll have plenty of time to achieve your goals.”

“I know you hate the yakuza, you hate the gangsters, and you want to turn the Dongwen Association into your ideal form, and I don’t object.”

"Maki, I've built this empire with my whole life, just to hand it over to you. I will definitely support your decision."

"However, we must proceed gradually! Understand?"

"Alright, haven't you been clamoring to learn stronger swordsmanship? I asked an old friend to find you a teacher."

"I've already told the driver the location. You'll go and invite them in person tomorrow. Don't be impolite. That's the Shin-Kage-ryu's unparalleled skill. The fact that my old friend recognizes it shows its extraordinary strength."

"Alright, you can go back now if there's nothing else."

Maki Higashiwa nodded with some disappointment, but did not disobey her father's wishes. She stood up, bowed, and then gracefully turned and left.

Dong Wenjue watched his daughter's retreating figure, his expression becoming extremely complex.

After a long silence, he exhaled a heavy breath.

"Maki."

Hopefully, this experience will help you grow.

"My time is running out."

Chapter 51 Epilogue

This concludes Volume One.

Let's talk about something random.

This volume is just an introduction; it contains a lot of groundbreaking information and might be a bit boring. Please bear with me, dear readers.

The theme of the second volume is the Yakuza, which will formally introduce the conflict between "demons and gods" and "humans," and this is actually the core of the story.

I plan to write this book in eight to ten volumes, with a length of 1.5 million words. The volumes will be divided into episodic format, connected by a main storyline. I have already prepared the outline, so I shouldn't abandon the project.

The protagonist's flashy cheat codes, his cheat-like swordsmanship talent, the reason for his high level of inspiration, how he transmigrated, and what the Mirage Tower is all about will be explained in later chapters. None of these things came out of thin air.

The cover features Maki Azuma, a character from the mobile game Fate Link. You can look her up if you're interested, but the game is no longer available in China, and this book won't have any connection to the game's storyline—this book is not fan fiction.

That's all I can think of for now.

If you have any questions, you can leave a book review. I can't read all the comments, but as long as you don't start by cursing, I will answer them when I see them.

My abilities are average and my skill level is limited. I can only try my best to write the stories I want to write. Thank you all for clicking on this book and supporting me.

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Chapter 52 Extreme Dao

Japan is a country where gangs are legal. The reasons for this are complex, but the most far-reaching one is that after the war, the country was in ruins, everything needed to be rebuilt, and the land was scarred, which led to the collapse of social order.

The government at the time did not have enough manpower to provide disaster relief and maintain public order, so it had to entrust the task entirely to local gangs. In ancient times, these people were called "ronin" or "yakuza," similar to the wandering knights of the Celestial Empire. The members were of mixed quality; there might be some chivalrous individuals among them, but most were just petty thieves and scoundrels.

This led to the rapid expansion of yakuza forces, which fed on the blood and sweat of ordinary people, established a solid foundation, and became a social phenomenon in Japan.

Zaibatsu, political parties, triads, and religions—these four types of organizations divide up more than 99 percent of Japan's wealth. Among them, triads refer to the Yakuza.

Nowadays, the scope of gang operations has been expanded infinitely. Their means of making money mainly include prostitution, gambling, drug trafficking, loan sharking, and protection fees, etc.

There's a joke that goes something like this: jobs that make quick money are clearly written in the law, but people basically do all the jobs that are written in the law.

This allowed gangs to accumulate capital extremely quickly. With the help of capital, they were able to grow their power like a snowball. In fact, during the heyday of the gangs in the 1980s and 90s, they even overshadowed the state's violent apparatus—the police.

At the time, two large gangs fought fiercely over territory, resulting in the deaths of hundreds of people, but no police dared to intervene, demonstrating their arrogance.

Later, as times changed, the chaebols and the government gradually recovered and regained control over the country. Life became more difficult for the gangsters, but they were not yet at their wits' end.

Where there are people, there is light; where there is light, there is shadow.

As long as desires exist in people's hearts, these outlaws will never be eradicated.

Modern gangs are no longer as arrogant and unruly as they once were. They wear suits and ties, have sheathed their fangs and claws, and mingle with bureaucrats. In some places, these gangs are essentially like auxiliary police in China. They maintain public order, provide disaster relief, and engage in charity work. Gang leaders often maintain good relationships with high-ranking police officials. They also set up companies, learn to do legitimate business, and outwardly present themselves as good citizens.

But behind the scenes, they didn't give up any of those illegal businesses.

Who would be willing to give up a golden rice bowl that brings in a fortune every day?

The Tobun-kai ranks among the top three yakuza organizations in Tokyo. Countless medium and small groups under the Tobun-kai rely on it for their livelihood. The structure of Japanese yakuza is somewhat like a feudal system, similar to how daimyo in the Sengoku period enfeoffed castle lords. For example, the Kowloon Group, which is also the head of the Tokyo yakuza, is composed of nine different groups that form an alliance and then elect a general manager to lead the entire group.

The Dongwen Association is similar.

The president of the Dongwen Association is Dongwen Jue, and the second-in-command, "Wakato," is his younger brother, Dongwen Yu. These two are the core power holders of the entire Dongwen Association. Thirty years ago, these two brothers came to Tokyo from other places. After a long period of fighting and struggle, they finally created a huge Yakuza empire. This legend is often talked about and regarded as a model by many low-level Yakuza.

Under Dong Wenjue and Dong Wenyu, the Dongwen Society also has many different "families," which are actually smaller gangs. They are dependent on these two, paying tribute in peacetime and obeying orders in wartime, advancing and retreating together, essentially serving as retainers.

This system is also why Dong Wenjue dared not agree with his daughter's opinion—he could not possibly touch the interests of those below him.

Large gangs can launder money and snowball their wealth, but the lower-level Yakuza can only rely on underhanded methods to survive.

If you take away someone's livelihood, you're forcing them to rebel. At that time, the huge Dongwen Association may fall apart, and this is no joke.

At the same time that Dong Wenjue was talking to his daughter, in a somewhat secluded Japanese-style tea room at the Dongwen Association's headquarters, a large number of people were sitting in a dark room.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a fair complexion and no beard. He was somewhat overweight and wore a formal crimson kimono. His appearance was seven or eight parts similar to that of Dong Wenjue.

Japanese people are quite immature and like to give people all sorts of strange nicknames; this phenomenon is even more pronounced in yakuza communities.

Many people called the two Dongwen brothers "a viper and a wolf".

The venomous snake is Dong Wenjue, cunning and treacherous.

The wolf is Dong Wenyu, who is greedy and ruthless.

These are not compliments; they are rare and precious qualities in the yakuza world.

This fair-skinned, beardless middle-aged man is Dongwen Yu, the "leader" of the Dongwen Society and the Wolf of Dongwen.

In front of Dong Wenyu was a radio-like object. The tea room was now silent, with only the sound of conversation mixed with electronic voices coming from the object.

"Don't rush, you're still young. You have another twenty years ahead of you, until you inherit my position."

“I know you hate the yakuza, you hate the gangsters, and you want to turn the Dongwen Association into your ideal form, and I don’t object.”

"Maki, I've built this empire with my whole life, just to hand it over to you. I will definitely support your decision."

"Take it slow and steady."

It was Dong Wenjue's voice.

Dong Wenyu sat there expressionless. When the sound became just a jumble of electronic noise, he clapped his hands hard and smashed the speaker to pieces.

The loud noise echoed through the tea room, causing those sitting below to exchange bewildered glances.

"Did you hear everything?"

Dong Wenyu's voice was somewhat hoarse and cold.

"Everyone here is a team leader, and you all have your own brothers and sisters working for you. You all know where your money comes from, don't you?"

"The smuggling business has always been controlled by our eldest brother. Most of the Dongwen Society's public business is under his and our 'Young Miss's' names."

"Abolish those dirty jobs. Ha, that sounds nice, doesn't it?"

"If he really does that, Big Brother won't be affected at all. He'll clean up his act, become an entrepreneur, a tycoon, and a celebrity. But what about all of you here?"

"Your source of income has been cut off, what are you going to do?"

Dong Wenyu surveyed the room with a gloomy gaze, then suddenly stood up and looked down at everyone present.

These are all cadres of the Dongwen Society, and they all have many "younger brothers" under them, making them the backbone of the Dongwen Society.

"You guys don't expect your eldest brother to care about your lives back then, do you?!"

"Think about it! That's the most ruthless of the Eastern Serpents! Not some sentimental old friend!"

"At that time, he'll want to kick all of you, those stains on his reputation, to the curb. He'll be lucky if he doesn't kick you when you're down!"

"What will a group of Yakuza who are forbidden from doing dirty work do then?"

"You can't run casinos and use tricks to fleece customers, you can't force prostitutes into working in brothels, you can't sell drugs and collect protection money, you can't start fights—what else can you do?!"

"You can only die in poverty and destitution, or smile obsequiously at those who once looked up to you, and make a living by doing odd jobs—you've struggled for half your lives to be able to sit here, do you really want such a peaceful old age?"

Dong Wenyu smiled sarcastically, his words carrying a manipulative power.

"I! Don't! Want to!"

“I cannot tolerate my source of income being cut off, I cannot tolerate a little girl sitting on my head and giving orders, and I cannot tolerate my eldest brother taking the biggest piece of the pie for himself.”

"Whether you call it treason or rebellion, I don't care."